lovita j r morang
Biography of lovita j r morang
Look into me: Lovita Marang
'Air pollution is not as dangerous as a polluted mind'
written by Aiyushman Dutta, times of india Guwahati
Life has been nothing short of a dream for Lovita j r Morang in which she calls each and every shot. This enterprising young model from Assam shot to fame while walking the ramp with the likes of John Abraham and Aryan Vaid and consummate performances in Assamese blockbusters, Bukur Majot Jole and Morome Morom Jane. In fact, she along with Tora and Panchali, set the stage for modelling to make inroads into the state of Assam and the north eastern region.
Apart from modelling, Lovita also writes poems which underline the agonies and cries of the helpless apart from making documentary features and tele-films. This self-admitting 'chronic traveller' is now all set to make her first full length feature film to be released all over the country.
'Nowadays, I walk the ramp only on invitation. I am totally focused on film making at present, ' says Lovita. Her latest documentary, The Sylvan Bride had been accorded A-grade by Doordarshan Kendra, Itanagar last year.
After garnering the experience of making more than twenty documentary productions for Doordarshan, Lovita plans to make as many as three full length feature films in the coming three years. And she wants to convey a message through her films; the message of 'peace'.
Lovita while talking about her 'protest features', said, 'I just want to make films so that I can capture a message and convey it to the world. My films will protest against the hypocrisy in society. They will focus mainly on social issues. I feel bad about the present state of the world'. She quickly added, 'All my initiatives are on humanitarian grounds. I don't know politics and don't want to play any politics. I just want peace on Earth. The world can be so beautiful when it is peaceful. Sadly, people have failed to realise it'.
Elaborating on the objectives of her debut feature film, Lovita said that she has a message to convey to mankind. 'I am a patriot. I may not go to the battlefield but I am very much frustrated with all the happenings around me. My poetry and films are all works of protest. Protesting is like writing in the wind; I am a silent protestor.'
She ridiculed the developmental initiatives of the government and said, 'India shining, India glowing, India moving forward. All these are crap. I go to interior places of the region to make films on developmental features and there is no trace of development in those places'.
She took instance from the latest debacle of Assam in the form of the public clash with the Adivasis, 'Just see how hypocritical people are. Their outlook itself tells you. Politics may be a tool but think about humanity for a change. They are crying for clothes, for food, for shelter. Listen to their cries and be with them. But no, people are going about stripping those unfortunates in distress.' The seriousness of her thoughts can be gauged as she pleads, 'Don't pollute your mind. Pollution in the air is not as dangerous as pollution of the mind'. Lovita's new avatar doesn't go down with her on-film image and she explains, 'I don't drink nor do I smoke. But I broke that rule in Gautam Bora's film for the character demanded it. I broke it for the sake of art as I had to develop the character.'
In this strife-torn age when all sort of achievements are solely based on monetary or materialistic benefits, it is people like Lovita who help re-affirm one's faith in humanity.
...fatally passionate about her works on so far and still inspired by life to write poetries.as a child you learn and what here we are as projecting and protesting into world of fashion and films, flute -all goes great...when the beauty and love grows within and branch out...shining in out down up... this so far is lovita J R Morang...
lovita j r morang's Works:
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lovita j r morang Poems
Two Hearts And A Song
two hearts and a song morning so beautified
Five Thousand In Bob Marley’s Pocket
five thousand in Bob Marley’s pocket I was driving fast for there was a human festival next day Till I hope your flight might be by now amidst the clouds
. We Need No Change
we need no change We cannot change the society We cannot change the world For whatever everything was born with own beauty
into homelessness today suddenly I woke up from deadness
For The Wounded Womb
There he is like the ocean Holding an empty shell Empty shell filled with God’s food
It's Not A Death
facade Dared you said, Yes to death!
Brutality Is No Beauty
brutality is not beauty my dear altaf n afzal afgan will cry nomore afganis will bleed never nomore
Mising People's Festival Call Ali-Ai-Lig...
. mising people’s festival call Ali-ai-ligang mising link of people
Fading reality, Vulgarize living; Trapped in emptiness,
Love, unspoken let it be I shall not be thine let it be
Rivers –  To where Gone All the golden fishes
A Day More
Somebody’s friend, somebody’s foe; Somebody daughter somebody’s mother.
midnight smile would you rise again for a moment frozen
Rape Of An Innocence
Peacefully asleep tired of the journey, long way did she walk...
…no end to this untamed walk
where numbened nude feet walk miles free and wild
soothe beneath are the grasses
wild ferns unfurl its leaves
the tallest bamboo grass grows n grows higher
even higher the pine tress
touching the morning sky